Chapter 242 The Savior (2)

The Lord of Huacheng City, Hua Gajie, had rushed back to Huacheng with a group of immortal disciples half an hour ago, including Cheng Hong.

But he has not returned yet, and no news has been received.

Now it is confirmed that the fairy weapon of Huacheng has been tampered with, and the ghostly aura of Fengdu spreads rapidly to the top of a hundred miles radius. The dark clouds are rumbling, the dome is covered with shadows, and it makes people feel chilly.

Suddenly, a feeling of gloom and despair enveloped everyone in the Xiuxian Sect.

Yan Tianjiao is the leader of this group of main force in killing ghost cultivators. His black robe is red, his eyes are as cold as ice, and his face is cold and cold. He stands in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and his fair face is like plum blossoms.

"You guys, like dogs and rats, still want to leave Fengdu? What a dream!"

His black robe and red clothes suddenly flew up, and the hem was floating and layered, which made his thin waist more tenacious. He put his hands toward his chest and formed a seal on his hands. Suddenly, a Tao formation that was more than ten feet long was filled with blue and white light.

It illuminated one side instantly, suppressing the flow of ghost energy around it.

The wind around Yan Tianjiao became more and more fierce, and the biting cold wind actually brought large swaths of snowflakes. The cold wind shook everything around him, howling and blowing like crazy, and the misty snow gradually blurred his vision.

The ghost cultivator was so frightened that he didn't dare to get too close.

But who would have expected that the blizzard was growing so fast, they kept retreating, but it was like a big white mouth made of stretch, and it swept them into the air.

After being dragged up, he could not control the screams and screams mixed together.

The cold wind howled past, and in the end, the ghost cultivators in the snowstorm all had strange shapes, and their expressions were horrified, and they were frozen into lumps of ice sculptures.

Ru Lan, who was standing next to her, smiled brightly and couldn't help but clapped her hands: "Okay! Yan Tianjiao did a good job! Look at these ice sculptures... tsk tsk tsk, they are so beautiful."

Lu Ziyin stepped off the height of the city wall and stood on the high place. His ginger-yellow figure was elegant and unrestrained, wearing a long robe and a crown, and he looked noble.

He narrowed his gentle and delicate eyes, turned the sword into a flute, put it to his lips, and played the song "Sha Po Lang".

The spiritual power generated by the tune turned into hundreds of thousands of blades, ruthlessly splitting the ice sculptures on the ice ground. In the cold air, white snow and fog intertwined into patches of white, and the ground was all crackling and shattered into slag.

Crushed ice cubes.

Oh~

"Well done! Uncle Yan, Uncle Lu——"

Which disciple of the junior generation does not know that these two are in the limelight. Every year, each sect and each sect will set a role model among the juniors. Yan Tianjiao and this group of people who are on the list of newcomers are basically the next five.

The goal they have been chasing for ten years.

Who didn’t have a few idols when they were young?

The power of idols is also invisible, positive, and full of encouragement and encouragement.

They knew that the situation at this time was not optimistic, but this action greatly inspired the depressed immortal cultivating disciples. They had happy smiles on their faces and forgot about their current situation for a moment.

Master Yu Cheng looked at these new generation disciples with a heavy heart, but his eyes still showed happy admiration.

"Stop using your spiritual power wantonly!"

Master Yu Cheng gave them a warning.

Using such large-scale spells really consumes spiritual energy, so it would be more economical to fight with magical weapons.

The spread and expansion of Fengdu's ghost energy not only indicates that Fengdu's strength has greatly increased, but also means that it will swallow up all the surrounding spiritual energy to replenish its own growth. When the ghost energy rises to a certain level, it means that they will be ghosted.

When Qi invades, spiritual power cannot function smoothly.

However, Yan Tianjiao's demonstration did not make the Ghost King of the Yiyi. On the contrary, he laughed cheerfully: "Kill, kill it hard, I want to see it, can you kill it?"

Yiyi Ghost King raised his arms, and his wide sleeves filled the atmosphere.

Then, then

The sky fell crazy about a large black piece -like thing. Take a closer look, but it turned out to be a ghost that was distorted and mixed with it.

Among them, they are rarely reserved. Most of them are resentful. Under the torture of the pain, they finally swallow the same kind, causing the remaining residual limbs to break their legs, or the evil multiple limbs, and even cows

The ghost snake is entangled together.

Due to the huge number, it was a ghost to poison, yin, and ghost shadows.

Once the ghost gas is excessive, a domain will be formed by itself.

Ghost domain.

Master Huiming took a step back too much, and his expression was shocking and pale, as if he was telling an incredible thing.

"How is it possible, what's going on?! Can they call out such a large amount of ghosts outside?"

Outside, naturally, it means that in the past, due to the problems of enchantment, the outer region of the ghost city, Ghost Xiu could not summon a large number of ghosts with its own strength.

But if it can be done, this is undoubtedly telling them clearly that the strength of the Ghost City is already better than today.

"How can there be so many ghosts to call?!" Fu Yan also frowned.

She is not fighting at the front line, because her repair is not high.

However, her strength is not low, and she has a geo -order spiritual instrument -embroidered moon ring.

"Embroidery Moon Ring" looks like blood, white is white and blue, and the complicated lines are embroidered on the tips of both ends.

But with the current cultivation of Fu Yan, the top ten, or a dozen "embroidered moon rings" avatars.

She comes from the hidden family, and naturally knows many secrets that many others cannot explore.

For example, she knows that since the underworld disappears, all the ghosts in this world have nowhere to store it.

Either eliminates the soul in the world and turns into the spiritual power to supplement all the vitality, or it becomes evil to harm the life, and then be destroyed by Taoism or Buddhism.

But even if there is no underworld, this ghost can not survive everywhere. They have to follow the laws of the world. If you want to summon such a large number of ghosts, in addition to the need for large living people to be willing to give birth to blood,

There must be a large -scale teleportation formation.

Could that, those blood slaves ...

As for the "Black Cloud" of Heisen Sen, it should be a large -scale transmission array of transfer.

"It must be broken!" Fu Yan shouted forward.

Although she also understands that this is not easy ... It can even be said that it is difficult to do.

But if the other party is in trouble, this is equivalent to the existence of the disaster for the disaster of Rongcheng and their disciples.

What followed was the endless ghost, and it continued to flow out, which was like a dead end.

Ru Lan heard Fu Ye's voice, and she looked back and glanced at Fu Yan in front of the city gate.

The expression under her veil is difficult to distinguish, but only a pair of eyes are full of seriousness and nervousness.

Rulan knows that this woman named Fu Yan is a bit capable.
Chapter completed!